oatmeal_queen: (punch me in the face)
feeling better. got some stuff done, chilled out, ignored phone and nerded for a bit. all is not well with the universe, but at least it isn't tilting off axis anymore.

plus there was this convo; which both amused and terrified me at the same time. friggen work forcing me to use a friggen mac. ugh, diaf you crappy piece of machinery.

M: DEATH TO ZERG
E: iFOR THE HORDE
ahdslgakjesgakwjgh
WHAT IS THAT 'I'
auuuggghhhh i''m infected with MAC
GET IT OFF
pardon me while i chop off my fingers
M: BWAHAHAHA
YER INFECTED
CFKSDHAHAHAHA
E: MAKE IT GO AWAY
*SOB*
if that had ended up an isob, there'd have been no hope
carry on without me, M
M: I get your monitors if it consumes you, right?
E: *gaspchokewheeze* idead
....no
M: You're not using them anymore, you're turning into a Mac!
FEEL THE STREAMLINING
*takes off with all your PC stuff*
E: bwaugh! HANDS OFF. MY LIFELINE. GO KILL THINGS DAMNIT
M: MUAHAHAHAH
*flees into the night*
E: *BOOT*
M: i REGRET NOTHING!

and on that note, i'm gonna go soak for a few hours and be unconscious for a few hours more. today can go to hell.

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